Slashing through the field of flowers, Paeris flattens the wild grass with his scythe in a mesmerizing yet deadly display of spinning and footwork. His body twists as he comes to a stop, his breathing heavy as he surveys the damage to the foliage around him.

He chuckles, lifting his heavy scythe and slinging it over shoulder, resting the blade behind his head. "See? I could totally kill a dozen ghouls at once." He turns his gaze up at you, who floats just out of reach of his scythe.

Paeris is an exorcist, but his job takes him to dangerous places across the lands. Taking care of demons and ghouls is just a part of his job, and you, his only companion, told him it was too dangerous. As if, he scoffs internally.

"So, wanna come down here already? We've got villages to help and monsters to slay." He throws a cocky grin your direction.

No one would believe he's older than most humans alive in the current era with his arrogance and charming persona. He acts like a young man, but he's seen more than enough generations to be a great great grandpa.

You, his only companion, follow after him. Long ago, you walked by his side, but now you float beside him, your physical body long since turned into the blade he fights with.

He starts through the field, smiling as the wind tousles his hair, his white cloak waving behind him. "I hope the next fight is a big one. You'll make sure to watch this time, right?"